its nighttime, something like 3am . You’re hungry and go in the kitchen to get a snack. You walk in and find your brother’s best friend sitting at the table with a bowl of milk and cereals in front of him.

“Want some?”

You accept and sit down next to him. You take a bite, but the milk seems a little to condensed. Poor thing, that milk is handmade.

“Do you like it?~